You come into my office for your annual prostate exam. I examine you with your feet up in stirrups while wearing my surgical bouffant cap, scrubs, and exam gloves. I feel some irregularity in your prostate, so I take a closer look with my speculum. Even that isn’t close enough, though, so I give you a full treatment by fucking you with my strap on while you’re tied down to my exam table and gagged. You’re someone who is going to need this treatment multiple times a year, so on your way out, I tell you to make sure you schedule again.
